It was nice outside. Grady wanted to leave the room he shared with a roommate and wander around.
No classes on Monday so the campus had emptied.
He had two papers to write, one delayed and one due on Tuesday. There was no escape.
The hallway was empty. There weren't any sounds of loud stereos or TVs. Nobody was yelling or laughing. The showers were silent.
Grady was alone.
He started the day walking totally naked down the hallway enjoying the privacy yet daring of being naked. After the shower, Grady wandered back to his room and signed on one of the websites he dared not sign on when his roommate was around. He watched more and more stroking till his showered clean body was splattered.
He had a paper to write, no two.
The hours passed while he slept and showered again. Showing great self control he used the Internet for research, writing down facts, figures and dates. He had a handle on the structure of the newest essay due.
Stretching he looked at himself in the full length mirror. He was smooth, newly turned 21 though that really didn't matter in the college town nearby.
His balls hung low as did his cock which always felt like it was filling with blood to return it to the usual hard curved status.
His butt was curved, not ample enough to be a bubble butt but not flat either. His summers of swimming and occasional exercise in the pool on campus had paid off. Someday he knew someone would enjoy his body as much as he hoped they would.
His roommate was crude, a good guy but crude. Grady was never sure if the guy talked about women's bodies so much because he wasn't having sex with any or if he was just a horndog.
Mark was a good looking guy. He was meatier then Grady due to a once budding athletic career. But high school was long gone and his weekend habits of beer, pizza and parties had changed him.
Grady had thought about him at night when the darkness and covers hid his fantasies. Mark and he wrestled from time to time but either he didn't notice the boners he gave Grady or ignored them.
If Grady had sex with any guy on campus it wouldn't be Mark he knew. Besides everyone though he was a horndog because Mark was. His secret was intact.
The joint felt good. He rarely smoked one due to the odor filling the entire dorm floor. But everyone was gone.
Sitting on the window sill, he inhaled not caring if anyone saw a naked guy smoking and sitting there.
He heard the noises and looked down. There behind the dorm by the entrance to the basement was someone. In fact there were two. He heard the sounds and peered as close as he could.
Grabbing the binoculars that Mark used to search the womens dorm across the quadrangle Mark aimed towards the sounds.
Some guy was on his hands and knees. His hips were being held by another guy who was fucking him. Grady was fascinated and continued to watch the gay sex scene.
His cock had hardened immediately and he gripped it giving up the fingers that had held his joint. They were hidden by the trees and the below ground entrance.
As they continued to fuck, Grady's breathing got heavier. He thought about the rumors of places that horny male students could go for relief.
"Dude don't worry, it's dark and nobody cares. It's not about being queer, it's just horny guys" Carlson had told him one night as they passed the darkened gymnasium. There were silhouettes going into the first floor door.
Maybe it was time. Grady had been there for three years. He'd graduate next year. After that his he had no plans.
His parents wanted him to move back home. He had thoughts of traveling in Europe to learn more about the world. That was what he told his parents while hoping he'd learn more about himself as well.
Grady couldn't stop himself, the papers didn't matter at that point. He was trying to match the undulating buttocks three floors below with his own strokes. The words he heard were a mixture of curses and unintelligible sounds.
He exploded again and again. His cum spilled on his cupped hand and the window sill as well as the floor. He'd clean it up.
It was one of those very hard orgasms, the kind that left him still breathing heavily as his body resumed normal blood flow and inhaling.
Standing he stretched feeling the cramped back muscles. Grady had to relight the joint and it filled his lungs.
He pulled the binoculars to his eyes again and saw the two bodies below pulling on their pants and shirt.
Grady recognized Carlson. He didn't know his friend had stayed on campus. He looked closer and recognized his roommate. He didn't know he had stayed either let alone he liked getting fucked by another male.
"Fascinating" Grady muttered in his best immitation of Star Trek's Spock.